Good dick, Good wine but no fuckin carpet....
So, the house fucking flooded again.. Just like when we first moved in, cept this time someone decided to rip up the whole fucking carpet. Yesterday, I went to bed at 2 am... and woke up to yells from my Roomie at 6am. The entire floor was saturated. It was very uncool. Very uncool. So's I said "Fuck it" and went back to sleep. Went to work in the morning and was still blah. Got home and checked on the plans for the evening. "Oh So Sexy" It is amazing how, the longer you know someone, the better the business gets. Mind boggling. He makes me say ignant ass shit... I feel like this shit: Honestly, had it not been for tha business that got served til 4am... Today would have been completely unbearable. So amazing that I am scheming on having him move here so that he can violate me on a regular basis. At least once a week. There's always tomorrow. Yummy. "Nickels for my thoughts, Dimes in my bed, Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head, take my vers...